If you wish to discover the guilty person, first find out to whom the crime might be useful.
ALEXANDRE DUMASPure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.
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In business, sir, one has no friends, only correspondents.
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We must never expect discretion in first love: it is accompanied by such excessive joy that unless the joy is allowed to overflow, it will choke you.
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For all evils there are two remedies – time and silence.
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Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.
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He’s right: They have to put madmen with madmen.
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Hatred is blind; rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.
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I’m sure you’re very nice, but you’d be even nicer if you went away.
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Philosophy cannot be taught; it is the application of the sciences to truth.
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In every country where independence has taken the place of liberty, the first desire of a manly heart is to possess a weapon which at once renders him capable of defence or attack, and, by rendering its owner fearsome, makes him feared.
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All for one and one for all, united we stand divided we fall.
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I am a count, not a saint.
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Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.
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We’ll go where the air is pure, where all sounds are soothing, where, no matter how proud one may be, one feels humble and finds oneself small- in short, we’ll go to the sea. I love the sea as one loves a mistress and I long for her when I haven’t seen her for some time
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There are two ways of seeing: with the body and with the soul. The body’s sight can sometimes forget, but the soul remembers forever.
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Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly apparant.
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